Were I Not A King, I Would

God Has Power To Create, Or Destroy, Make, Or Unmake At His Pleasure, To Give Life, Or Send Death, To Judge All, And To Be Judged Nor Accountable To None: To Raise Low Things, And To Make High Things Low At His Pleasure, And To God Are Both Soul And Body Due. And The Like Power Have Kings; They Make And Unmake Their Subjects: They Have Power Of Raising, And Casting Down: Of Life, And Of Death: Judges Over All Their Subjects, And In All Causes, And Yet Accountable To None But God Only.

A Custom Loathsome To The Eye, Hateful To The Nose, Harmful To The Brain, Dangerous To The Lungs, And In The Black, Stinking Fume Thereof Nearest Resembling The Horrible Stygian Smoke Of The Pit That Is Bottomless.

I Can Make A Lord, But Only God Can Make A Gentleman.

When A Man Makes Up His Mind To Thrash Another, He Must Also Make Up His Mind To Be A Little Thrashed Himself.

That Which We Call Wit Consists Much In Quickness And Tricks, And Is So Full Of Lightness That It Seldom Goes With Judgment And Solidity; But When They Do Meet, It Is Commonly In An Honest Man.